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Chapter 16: The Obsession

作者: Janice Mark
last update 最終更新日: 2026-02-12 23:19:26

Kyle’s POV

The pub door slammed shut behind Marcus and some guy whose name I didn’t catch.

Through the grimy window, I watched them practically eating each other’s faces in the alley.

I signalled the bartender for another whiskey.

Five minutes later, Marcus stumbled back in alone, his shirt was untucked, and lipstick wassmeared on his collar.

He dropped into the booth across from me and stole my drink.

“You’re welcome,” I said.

“That was Jake. Or James. Definitely started with a J.” Marcus dr
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